Case File Compendium

He Yu was indeed not willing to see Xie Qingcheng.

He seemed determined to completely evaporate from Xie Qingcheng's side, any news to him would be nothing.

Xie Qingcheng also went to the hospital, but He Yu was not used to the noise of public hospitals, so he quickly transferred to a private hospital, and Xie Qingcheng couldn't even get in.

And the next few days were chaotic for Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Xue, Chen Man... All kinds of people who cared about his old neighbors, colleagues, and leaders came to him, asking him what happened that night, and why he was hung up on the radio tower by a gangster organization.In addition, he has to accept police summons from time to time, go to the police station to cooperate in completing the investigation, and complete the procedures.

He knew that there was already a lot of noise on the Internet because of this matter, but it didn't affect him, because he didn't have much time to sit down and take a look at the social platforms.

Xie Xue stopped talking and called him for a long time while crying.She asked him where he was and wanted to come to him, but he refused without a doubt, and he didn't tell her the exact location.

Fortunately, Xie Xue has never seen the photos of her parents' death scene. In order to protect her and prevent her from falling into the long despair like himself, Xie Qingcheng has never described the specific cause of her parents' death to her.

Xie Qingcheng hoped that the less she knew, the better.

Chen Man also came.

Chen Man was different from Xie Xue, he was fully aware of it.So he came the earliest, when Xie Qingcheng was still undergoing the first round of investigation.

He is not affiliated with Zheng Jingfeng's bureau, but came here on leave. As soon as he entered the door, he hugged Xie Qingcheng. It took a long time for such an impatient person to say a word.

"Brother, are you trying to scare me to death?"

Xie Qingcheng saw the light blue stubble on his chin. It seemed that the kid hadn't been in the mood to groom himself properly these two days. He sighed and patted Chen Slow on the back.

After the investigation finally came to an end, Chen Man came to pick Xie Qingcheng home again.

On this day, Xie Xue was supposed to come too, but because of her constant mental stress, she was very uncomfortable, so Xie Qingcheng asked her to take a leave of absence and go back to Moyu Lane to have a good rest, and Aunt Li would take care of her.

He and Chen Man went back to the dormitory of the teaching staff of Shanghai Medical Science.

University faculty dormitories are divided into grades. For example, Xie Qingcheng’s room is more spacious than Xie Xue’s. Of course, I don’t deny that Xie Xue’s room is full of messes, while Xie Qingcheng’s bachelor’s dormitory can be described as deserted.

"Brother, take a rest and sleep for a while, and I'll make you something to eat."

Chen slowly went into the kitchen.

He has been to Xie Qingcheng's dormitory more than once, and he is familiar with the door and the way.

When the range hood sounded, Xie Qingcheng was lying on the sofa wearily.

In a trance, he felt that this scene was a bit familiar, and then he remembered that the day he was allergic to mango and had a fever, He Yu had also been here and was busy following the recipes in the kitchen.

Xie Qingcheng opened the phone's address book, swiped through the accumulated unread messages, and finally found He Yu's name.

The chat history still stopped at the information that he asked about his situation.

He Yu still didn't reply to him.

Xie Qingcheng thought for a while, found his number from the address book, and called him again.

Unsurprisingly, the phone rang a few times and then hung up.

Xie Qingcheng sighed softly, he can't even coax a woman, let alone coax an angry boy, and that boy is not only angry at all, but also sad and cold-hearted.

He didn't know what to do, he put his hand against his forehead, after a long time, he put down his phone tiredly, turned and went to the bathroom.

When he came out in his bathrobe after taking a shower, Chen Man was setting the table and chopsticks in front of the dining table in the living room.

"Brother, do you want to..." Halfway through speaking, Chen Man stopped when he raised his head.

He saw Xie Qingcheng wearing a snow-white bathrobe, leaning against the window sill, smoking and lighting a fire.

Xie Qingcheng's hair was still dripping, but he didn't bother to wipe it off. The water droplets flowed down his neck, plump and crystal clear, as if hiding some indescribable desire, slowly kneading into the shadow of the bathrobe collar .

Xie Qingcheng was in a bad mood and didn't pay attention to his own image. He took a puff of cigarette, coughed lightly, and turned to look at Chen Man: "What did you want to say just now?"

"Oh, I, I said..." Chen Man blushed, but unfortunately Xie Qingcheng was in a bad state of mind, and the light in the room was not good, so he couldn't see clearly.

"I asked if you want to dip some vinegar, I ordered some dumplings."

Xie Qingcheng said absent-mindedly: "...anything is fine."

Chen Man hurried back to the kitchen again, and almost tripped over the wiring board on the ground when he turned around.

Xie Qingcheng smoked a cigarette by the window, after thinking about it, he still sent another message to He Yu:

"I still need to tell you about the archives, thank you."

The soot fluttered and fell in the wind, like a gentle water elf, floating in the water.

Xie Qingcheng looked at it quietly for a while, and then added:

"I didn't think it through, I'm sorry."

He knew that what He Yu wanted to hear might not be these two sentences.

He Yu's heart was hurt by the words he said in the video.

But Xie Qingcheng didn't know how to explain that.He didn't want to, let alone explain.

"Brother, the dumplings are ready, come and eat."

Xie Qingcheng turned off the phone screen and walked to the dining table.

Chen slow-cooked dumplings were delivered by Aunt Li before. They have thin skins and large fillings, and the insides are spring bamboo shoots and pork stuffing that are melted in fresh soup skins.

Chen Man made dry soup, and the soup was served separately so that it would cool down faster.Xie Qingcheng was also tired and hungry, and ate about thirty of them in one go.

Only then did Chen Man softly say, "Brother Xie, don't do such things again in the future."

"Do you remember how you persuaded me when my brother left?"

"Tell me that no matter how sad you are about the past, you can't change it. If you still plan to live on, you have to clean up yourself sooner or later."

"..."

"You also told me about my uncle and aunt. I was too young at that time to turn everything around. I asked you why you didn't keep investigating. You told me that the answer is very important, but some Sometimes, people can't get stuck in the mud just for one answer."

"You really want to know the real cause of death of your uncle and aunt, and the murderer who framed them... But if you put all your energy into it, you can't support the family well. You have a sister, and... ..."

Xie Qingcheng said: "Xie Xue has grown up."

"..."

"If this matter were changed to ten years ago, I would be patient and not ask the truth. Because the price of getting the truth may be something I can't afford."

"But now that Xie Xue is an adult, I don't have a wife, and my children need to be raised. I've been selfish for 19 years, and now it's finally time to have nothing to worry about. The clues to killing my father and mother are there, and I can no longer turn a blind eye."

Chen Man seldom made a sound in front of Xie Qingcheng, but he couldn't help it when he heard this.

"Brother, what do you mean? It means that it doesn't matter if you die now, doesn't it? As long as you bring up your sister and see that we are all independent, you feel that if you die, it is nothing wrong for us It's something to accept, isn't it?!—Brother Xie, you... how can you say that?"

His voice trembled.

"How can you think like that?"

"..."

Chen Man suddenly felt that Xie Qingcheng was a terrible person. He could consider the life and death of all the relatives around him in a plan, but he didn't take his own life into account at all.

When Xie Qingcheng judged whether he could die, the condition he decided was not "whether I want to live or not", but "now that I am dead, can the people I take care of survive independently."

In the face of a huge threat, he even has a self-destructive mentality.

"You live... You live for others? As long as you arrange others in an orderly manner, you don't think your own death is an important thing, does it?!"

Xie Qingcheng sighed, took out a cigarette: "That's not what I meant—"

"You can't smoke anymore."

Chen Man suddenly stood up, pressed his hand, and took away his cigarettes, lighter, and cigarette case with a livid face.Then he threw it directly into the trash can in front of him.

Xie Qingcheng didn't get up, he sat on the chair, and after a long time he said: "Chen Man, I don't think my life doesn't matter."

"Then what do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting, but everything is prioritized. In my opinion, raising Xie Xue was once the most important thing, before the pursuit of the truth. Now this matter has been completed, and I have not What worries. The pursuit of the truth becomes very important at this time."

Chen Man said with red eyes: "But your life is also very important."

"..."

"In my opinion, it's more important than the truth."

Xie Qingcheng said, "You are a policeman."

Chen Man said, "But I am still Chen Man."

"..."

There was no one in the room talking for a long time, only the ticking of the clock on the wall was heard.

In the end, Xie Qingcheng couldn't bear to see Chen Man like this. He sighed, changed the topic, and said, "Sit down. Eat something with me."

"..."

"Stop making trouble and sit down."

At this point, Xie Qingcheng is already a concession.

Although Chen Man was not reconciled, Xie Qingcheng's aura was too strong, and he had never been able to resist for too long.

After holding on stiffly for a few seconds, he had to sit down slowly under Xie Qingcheng's gaze, picked up the chopsticks again, but tears fell into the soup.

In a villa in the city.

"What?! You said He Yu is a blood gu?" Lu Zhishu stared at the person in front of him in astonishment, and it took him a while to digest it, "Mr. Duan, you are not joking..."

Boss Duan flipped through the newspaper in front of him: "Boss Lu should be very happy to have such a son."

Lu Zhishu scratched her hair with stubby fingers wiping her red nails, her eyes were filled with shock, she muttered to herself for a while, and then said to the man in front of her: "He...he, as case No. The organization has judged it to be a defective product with little ability. Over the years, I have taken care of him like an ordinary patient, and never thought that he has the ability to mutate his disease. You...you don't think he has any research value... ..."

Boss Duan smiled: "That's obvious, it's when everyone makes mistakes."

"..."

"Patients from Chengkang Hospital escaped. After investigation, it was found that one of the people who returned to the scene of the fire was He Yu and the other was Xie Qingcheng. After they entered, many patients were rescued at an abnormal speed. Although they told the police The reason for this is that some of the doors are not locked, they are just knocked from the outside - but this reason can convince the police, it will not convince you or me."

Boss Duan took a sip of the well-brewed Pu'er tea, and said leisurely to Lu Zhi: "But Mr. Lu, don't worry, since He Yu is your son, he is also one of us."

Lu Zhishu's eyes wandered, and he shook his head: "No, with his personality, I'm afraid he won't..."

"People's hearts are made of flesh, and blood is thicker than water. Even if he is not now, he will be on our side sooner or later. Which son would defy his mother?" Boss Duan smiled.

Lu Zhishu: "..."

The old Pu'er tasted sweet, and Boss Duan took another sip.

Lu Zhishu said: "Mr. Duan, I really can't guarantee you on this matter. If he really has blood gu, he has never mentioned it to us..."

Mr. Duan laughed haha.

"Mr. Lu, is this reason because you are too partial? Even I know that you and your old He don't spend much time with the eldest son. Of course, he is far away from you in his heart. But through the matter of the radio and television tower, I can see that he It may not be such an indifferent person—the Dr. Xie you hired for him before just stayed with him for a while and respected him a little more, so he can do this for Xie."

Mentioning this point, Lu Zhishu was rather annoyed.

"If that shot really hit his vitals, then..."

"Don't you still have He Li? He Li is the most important thing to you, right?"

"..."

Boss Duan looked at Lu Zhishu's face jokingly, it was like a pool of milkshakes that were not stirred evenly, red and green.

"In the future, remember to share some of the love between you and Lao He with the eldest son. He Li is a normal child, and I know you like it. But now that He Yu has a blood gu, if he can follow us wholeheartedly, that would be a great thing. It has caused a lot of troubles that a strong man can't handle." Boss Duan poured some red soup for himself with a tea dispenser, and said gently, "Mr. Lu, let's do this thing slowly, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, give him a little bit more If you don't pay attention, he will forgive you for ignoring him sooner or later. Don't rush this moment."

He also poured some tea soup for Lu Zhishu this time, and raised his hand as a gesture.

"The Pu'er that Xiao Shen brought from Yunnan this time is really good, Mr. Lu will try it."

"..."

Seeing Lu Zhishu froze, Mr. Duan's eyes became sharper: "You, you have always been a very smart person. That's why your old He was deceived by you for so many years - your acting skills are no better than Mr. Huang's. Those starlets raised below are poor. But acting, you can be in the show or pass it off. Mr. Lu, do you understand what I mean?"

Lu Zhishu seemed to be hurt by his words, and he was a little unsteady.

Mr. Duan smiled: "We have been partners for a long time. I even know you better than your old He. As long as you cooperate enough with Mr. Lu's past, I will always keep He Jiwei from you. You Take it easy. Sit down."

He pushed the tea cup closer to Lu Zhishu.

"Try it, don't you like tea the most?"

Lu Zhishu finally sat down on the sofa in front of him slowly, touched the rim of the glass with his cold fingers from the shock, and took a sip when he got used to the temperature.

After swallowing the tea, the tannins are astringent.

Lu Zhishu forcefully smiled: "That's right."

Mr. Duan saw that she was in a state of confusion, and said lightly: "Mr. Lu just do it well. Huairou is a thing that takes a long time. You don't have to stress too much. Your son is only 19 years old. Mental Ebola mutation It will only become more powerful as you get to the end, let him hone it slowly, and then have a showdown with him after a long time. I believe that by then, he will be willing to become one of us."

Lu Zhishu: "Then... how do you plan to train him?"

"Look at it." Boss Duan was very relaxed, as if he was playing a very interesting game, "Take a step, look, he is an unexpected surprise for us, I don't think we need to do too much with him Plan. Moreover, he should have been seriously injured by his Doctor Xie recently, and the young man has suffered some blows, so he should make adjustments by himself and let him go first."

As he said, he leaned over and poured some water, ready to pass the tea again.

"We also have a lot of things to do. This time the video kills, the rats that should be deterred are also deterred. The tails of Chengkang and Huda have to be cleaned up. We gave the dog a bone and we must watch them eat it. Now that they have been led to scapegoats abroad, don't let the dogs chase and sniff them."

After Mr. Duan finished speaking, Shi Shiran cooked hot tea for himself: "Treat He Yu better, but remember to be natural. If He Jiwei finds out that something is wrong, you will always be the one who suffers."

Lu Zhishu looked at his fat and distorted reflection in the teacup, and after a long time, murmured: "...Okay. I see."